Page 56 of The Omega's Surprise Baby
“Are you sure? We can go back home if you're not feeling well,” he said, ever the protective alpha. I was sure if I'd bent over, he would have carried me too. He made it difficult to be mad at him.
“Yes, I'm sure. I'm just... it's been a stressful week.”
“Work?” he asked, a sympathetic look on his face.
God, stop being so nice.I almost wanted to shove him.And you,I said to myself,stop being so hormonal.“Yes, work,” I said, trying to distract myself from what he'd said about babies. “Actually my agent called me recently.”
“You agent? Is that good?”
“Pretty good. She's—” I stopped when Max barked. I leaned down to ruffle his fur. So soft and warm. Maybe I should have a pet, although I'd be plenty busy once the baby was here. Ugh. Thinking about the baby again. I looked back at Shane. “I think he wants us to walk on.”
“Right.” He gently tugged on my hand and we kept walking. “You were saying?”
WhatwasI saying?
Stupid pregnancy brain.
“About your agent?” Shane provided.
Oh. Right. “She wants me to be on a TV show. Have you heard ofStar Gaze?”
Shane shot me an incredulous look. “Have I heard ofStar Gaze? You’ve gotta be kidding, right? Is there anyone who hasn’t heard of that show?”
I swallowed. He was right. It really was a big deal. And when they grilled me on that show,everyonewould see it.
“You’re really pale.” Shane let go of my hand to touch the side of my face. “Are yousureyou’re all right?
“I’m fine,” I assured him. “Nervous. You know what they’re gonna ask me about.”
It took him a moment, but then his face grew hard. He was angry. Not at me, though. “God, I hate all those stupid gossips.”
Max barked again as we stopped moving. Both Shane and I ignored him.
“Do you have to be on that show?” Shane asked.
“I can hardly say no toStar Gaze, man.”
“Why not?”
“You said it yourself; everyone knows about it. Passing that up would be like committing career suicideagain.”
“Even if all they want to talk about is your first career suicide?”
“Yes.” I took a deep breath. “I should have talked about all this much earlier instead of hiding away.That’show I committed career suicide in the first place. Not by fucking my producer but because I couldn’t handle the fact that everyone knew about it. I wasn’t super professional about it.” Hiding from the media like a child. “This is my chance to make things right.” Even if the very thought made me want to crawl up in a corner and die.
“Okay.” Shane huffed and ran his hand through his hair. “I know too little about show biz, but if this is what you want to do, I’ll support you.”
“Thank you.” I grabbed his hand again, needing the contact. “Not everyone would.” In fact, I knew my so-called family back in Goldstone would be throwing afitwhen they saw me talking about my sex life on television.
“I’m not everyone. And I’m not some possessive asshole who thinks he can dictate how his omega should live his life.”
“Oh, am Iyouromega now?” I asked, taking a step closer to Shane and grinning.
Shane opened his mouth and closed it again. Obviously, he’d spoken without thinking. But it was good to know how he viewed me in his mind.
“So much for not being possessive,” I teased. Max barked once more, as if agreeing with me. Good boy. I was liking this dog already.
“It just slipped out,” Shane said eventually. “I’m sorry.”
